I MUST Be Taking Crazy Pills

I can't believe I'm willingly leaving this place behind! That thought kept running through my head on the ride this morning. This is just another day in Boulder. Same ol'. Same ol'. It's always sunny here. It's always mild in temperature. It's always a good day to ride!

This is my friend and riding buddy, Kim. She is one of the people that I will have to say goodbye to. I'm gonna miss my training buddy from Jersey with the Jersey attitude. 

My heart is sad this afternoon. For what I will gain, I am giving up much. As departure becomes eminent, reality begins to set in. As much as I poke fun of Boulder, it's been a wonderful place to live for the last 2 years. I've met wonderful people. I've met some real nut jobs too, but that's beside the point. The point is, I will have to say goodbye. I may not see some of these people ever again. It hurts. I've moved over 25 times in my 32 years of life so I'm quite familiar with what saying goodbye feels like, and yet, every time, every single time it's just as painful as the first time.

I'm moving from a place of knowing to a place of unknowing. Will I like small town Indiana? What will the people be like? Will I make friends? Will I be able to live in harmony with 3 other adults under one roof? Will family and friends make up for the lack of nature and glorious weather? How will I ever survive without an organic grocery on every corner?

For now, I'm going to let this feeling ride. Even though I know this move is right, it's OK to mourn the losses that come with the change. Today I'm going to relish in the beauty of Boulder. I'm going to enjoy what I have before it's gone. I've got the afternoon free and a beautiful mountain to hike with my doggie. Here's to enjoying my last few weeks in Boulder to their fullest!